Guest blog: Billy the cat

What do you mean, a cat can’t write a blog……….my paws might be chubby and cute but my claws are precision instruments……

Me and Wendy have become best buddies over the last few months. A year ago, she was polite and would always give me a stoke to say hello, but I could tell her heart wasn’t in it, so I didn’t push my luck. I simply relied on Gemma and Stuart to feed me, give me lots of cuddles, and generally attend to all my needs and requests. Wendy didn’t seem to understand my signals for wanting food or a hug – very strange, I thought at the time, but we can’t all be perfect like me……..

Anyway, a few months ago a transformation took place. Wendy began to come and stay more often and suddenly I had a new playmate in the early hours of the morning when no-one is usually about. Instead of having to meow at the top of my voice and walk jump all over Gemma and Stuart to wake them up, she would appear in the kitchen out of nowhere!

It took me a while to train her in the art of recognising when biscuits were needed – in the end I had to sit there, staring longingly and unflinchingly at my (sadly empty) bowl for ages before she twigged. But now I get biscuits without even asking – magic!

My biggest breakthrough was a few weeks ago. I like to have a bit of company when I come in from my night of mouse hunting and general tom foolery. Gem and Stuart are not always conducive to playing or having cuddles at 4am – don’t understand why, but Wendy is always awake……

On this particular morning, I could see a light shining through the crack in the door of her bedroom. I poked my head round the door and there she was sat up in bed on her nice warm laptop. I had a little saunter round the room to test the atmosphere and then thought, well it’s now or never, and hopped onto the bed. i was attracted to the nice cosy heat emanating from the laptop so I plonked myself down on the keyboard and made myself comfy. The warm keyboard was beneath me and warm hands were giving me a cuddle – bliss……and there I nodded off. I was almost in deep slumber when said laptop started to make strange noises – must have hit something vital with my paw. I thought I was going to be thrown out but no, nice warm space next to laptop was offered to me and there I slept happily until I heard Gemma moving around (mustn’t show favouritism as Wendy not always there). Amazingly, Gemma and Stuart seemed very pleased that I’ve found a new early morning playmate – can’t imagine why………..

Moral of the tail tale:

You humans can learn a lot from me.

Don’t be anxious or unhappy if you wake up in the early hours due to any funny medication you’re taking – it’s one of my happiest parts of the day when it’s dark and quiet outside (although my fun does involve sneaking up on unsuspecting mice and I’m at my best under cover of darkness).

Who cares if you’re making your first cup of tea at 4am – it just means I get my biscuits early.

What does it matter if you’re cleaning at 5am (although a word of caution against hoovering….) It’s just a time on a clock.

We pets are a wonderful asset. Gemma and Stuart rescued me, so in return I teach you humans the art of relaxation and serenity whilst still having lots of adventures. Like me, just take what life throws at you and when you’re unhappy or tense, just snuggle up to me. give me a cuddle and I’ll reward you with unconditional love and contentment – just don’t forget the biscuits………:)


Billy keeping my bed warm
Billy keeping my bed warm

About wendy7713

On the 31st July 2014 I was diagnosed with early onset Alzheimer’s. I may not have much of a short term memory anymore but that date is one I’ll never forget. I’m 58 years young, live happily alone in Yorkshire, have 2 daughters and I’m currently still in full time employment in the NHS. However, I’m now in the process of taking early retirement to give me a chance of enjoying life while I’m still me. I've started this blog to allow me, in the first instance, to write all my thoughts before they’re lost. If anyone chooses to follow my ramblings it will serve as a way of raising awareness on the lack of research into Alzheimer's. It will hopefully convey the helplessness of those diagnosed with dementia, as there is no cure – the end is inevitable. However, I’m also hoping I can convey that, although we've been diagnosed, people like me still have a substantial contribution to make; we still have a sense of humour; we sill have feelings. I’m hoping to show the reality of trying to cope on a day to day basis with the ever-changing environment that dementia throws at those diagnosed with the condition. What I want is not sympathy. What I want is simply to raise awareness.

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